I was very familiar with this sound.
Mo Yuanlian was actually here.
I turned and smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Mo."
Mo Yuanlian wore a printed wind coat. Because he is handsome, he looked good no matter what he wore. He was also wearing a white shirt in it.
He smiled. "Miss, you’re here, too."
He never called my name from beginning to end.
"Yes, I came with my friends." I said.
"Then I won't bother you, Miss. I'll go first."
Why did he leave so early?
And why was he here?
I asked, "How is you wound?"
"It's healing well. Thank you for worrying about me, Miss."
He had always been courteous.
"Well, Mr. Mo, pay attention to your health."
I fixed my eyes on Mo Yuanlian's back view, and I didn't go back to the banquet until he disappeared.
I saw Tan Yang who looked cold while splashing a glass of red wine on the face of a beautiful woman.
I knew that beautiful woman.
She's a popular star.
She seemed to be called Wei Mo.